I have some more recent examples, although these aren't children named after deceased siblings.
My great-grandmother wasn't very creative when it came to naming three of her sons:
John Bill
William Floyd
Glenn Boyd
They all lived to rip old ages and none of them were twins.
Another great-grandmother, among her several children had two sons:
James Larry, who went by Larry and
James Edward, who went by (or goes by) Bob.
I have no idea why both are named James, or how in the world they got "Bob" out of James Edward.
My (half) sister and I have the same middle name, but that's because we have the same father (with the male version of the name) and our mothers named us. I think it's kind of neat, but we weren't raised together, so it's a bit different for us.
My father's side seems to be obsessed with my grandpa's name, Thomas.
We have:
my uncle: Thomas Joseph
My aunts sons: Alexander Thomas and Ryan Thomas
My little brother: Thomas Charles
My grandfather was named after his father Thomas S, and he his and he his father Thomas J, and he his.
I think it's safe to say that if I ever have a son, his name won't be Thomas. Enough is enough.
